i wanted to write a poem like the one i posted that was written some time late last year, but instead i just decided to brainstorm and post it so that the next time you find me not listening, or staring into space with a thoughtful look on my face, you will know when i answer 'nothing' to 'what are you thinking?' it is actually this:
fill me up with butter.
like no other
my other life was funner
and more grammatically correct
dont be circumspect
i just made a bet
ive got intuition
but im a sore looser
i loose big, i live small
in Second Life i'm tall
i like to fight, but i hate conflict
convict, convict!
blurb is the word.
today's lesson: not everything i think should go on my blog.
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